Tut - Award Speech lyrics

[Verse 1: TUT] Young black n***a, I'm tryna make sure my momma's great Head full of problems, if you could solve em', we'll conversate She won't give me head, not a problem because I like her face Hanging by a thread, If I fall, it's like a [?] Money in my pockets, somehow I manage to never say I don't trust nobody, my papa taught me we never safe Elevated off the purple, can I go to church high? Angel in my room, sending praises to the most high Devil in my face, I pray that god won't let him touch me No not me demons, I'm reaching for the ceiling To get far from that as possible, p**y is my obstacle To make it through this course, sh** is damn near impossible Father help my father, then help me He thinks I'm suppose to preach, but that's just something I don't see I'm still busy learning, how the hell am I gon' teach? I focus on this fable tryna make an award speech I make n***as [?] [Outro] I don't know what you have heard, I said I don't know what you have heard But that was that house sh** That trill sh** My n***a Kevin just ripped that sh** You know he apart of The House like a window pane I hear you tryna get lost up in here, I'm sorry I said that sh** mane, but we up in this in the game We gone come back with another hit Another hit after hit We gone hold our head up, and we gone make it Stand up, round of applause, motherf**er